<xmp>The Magician's Wolf
Pt. 2
By Alexi92


	Marlos threw the ball against the wall of his 
impressive study. No books were in the room, he had a 
library for that. Rather the study was empty so that 
he could experiment with various spells and magical 
properties.

	The ball he was playing with hit the wall and 
promptly transformed into a million small insects. 
They fell to the ground, crawling and writhing across 
the stone floor. Marlos sighed, another failure. He 
conjured the insects away to some far corner of the 
woods with a defeated sigh. He had been trying to 
discover a way to make materials explode upon impact.

	As he left his study for the more furnished 
halls of his large castle he heard the baying and 
growling of his guard dogs. Marlos was the Magician 
of the Forbidden Woods, as people called the area he 
inhabited. Marlos just called them the woods. As far 
as he knew he and some hermit were the only people 
that lived in them.

	The hermit, the child of another hermit, had a 
pretty impressive residence near one of the 
clearings. Not as impressive as Marlos' own castle, 
but large enough to sustain a farm indoors. Marlos 
hadn't really spent much time with his neighbor. Of 
course neither of them wanted to be bothered so they 
got along well for two recluses, neither one 
bothering the other.

	But whereas the hermit simply kept to himself 
Marlos actively kept people out of the woods. His 
guard dogs, huge mutated hounds of anger that had 
once been particularly nasty intruders, patrolled the 
woods, attacking anyone who was trying to do more 
than just pass through. For the most part the mere 
presence of the wolves, and a magician that might 
turn you into one, kept most people out of the area.

	In fact the dogs had only one real command when 
patrolling, don't bother the hermit. Marlos wasn't 
exactly sure about the hermit's true nature and had 
no reason to antagonize the one person in the world 
that knew the woods better than him.

	Marlos had reached the door to his library when 
the scream ripped through the air. That was 
unexpected, no human should have been able to get 
close enough to his castle that their screams would 
travel to his ear. The dogs should have taken care of 
it, this lack of action on their part was 
inconceivable. In fact the scream seemed to be coming 
from the kennel.

	Marlos raced down the stairs and through the 
halls to the room in the castle that his dogs were 
kept. Bursting through the door he shouted in anger. 
From the middle of the room three canine faces looked 
up at him, taken off guard.

	Three dogs, the three not on patrol, were 
assaulting a woman. She looked tall, but Marlos 
couldn't be sure. She had cuts and bruises covering 
her body, her clothing had been roughly torn away by 
sharp teeth around her crotch and breasts. Her black 
hair was matted to her face, covered in drool and dog 
cum. One of the dogs, an all black one with a white 
patch on his tail, had mounted her and was humping 
her even as he looked up at his master.

	Marlos sighed. She was one of the Amazon 
bandits which had entered the forest recently. The 
dogs had been doing a lot of things like this 
recently. They would capture an attractive human 
female in the woods and drag her back to the kennel 
where they would fuck her mercilessly.

	The three dogs forgot about the entrance of 
their master and returned to their task. The one 
already pumping his large member in the woman's 
abused cunt continued to pound into her. Another 
began to lick the woman's exposed nipple, his 
sandpapery tongue rubbing roughly against her already 
sore breast. The other mounted the front of the 
woman, maneuvering his canine cock into her mouth and 
humping her face as his partner worked her other 
side.

	"Enough!" Marlos shouted. He opened up his arms 
and the three dogs flew and crashed into the walls. 
The woman, now a frightened wreck, scrambled from the 
middle of the room to huddle against Marlos' legs for 
safety. 

	The three dogs slid to the ground and slowly 
stood on all four legs, looking fearfully at their 
master.

	"I've told you, no more of this! I'll not have 
you raping women...."

***

	Peter tucked the poor girl into bed. The rooms 
at the inn weren't cheap but he wasn't about to make 
camp any time soon if he could help it. The first 
night after getting her out of the city where her 
mouth had been constantly violated he had made camp 
and woken to find her trying to pull his cock out of 
his pants. She claimed she owed him for rescuing her 
and that she wasn't worthy of doing anything but 
sucking his cock. He had to console her for the rest 
of the night, assuring her she wasn't just a cock 
sucker. Sometime during the night she told him she 
wanted to be his wife. The next day he determined she 
was in no state to travel alone, but that night he 
made sure they stayed at an inn, in separate rooms. 
There had been no trouble since then.

	They were close to Lorit City now. He would 
leave Aethis with her Amazon bandit sisters and then 
seek out the witch. He had the hardest time trying to 
explain to Aethis that he couldn't marry her because 
he had a woman back home, even if they weren't 
married and Clara turned into a wolf when they 
weren't being intimate. He needed to find the witch 
to reverse the curse and turn Clara back into a 
normal woman. 

	"Peter?" Aethis murmured.

	"Hmm?" Peter cursed to himself, he had thought 
she was asleep.

	"You don't think I'm a whore do you?"

	"No, I told you that."

	"Even though I sucked a lot of men's cocks?"

	"It wasn't your fault, you were raped."

	"I know, but I still feel like I'm not worthy."

	"Don't think like that."

	"Can I suck your cock?"

	Peter paused. He wasn't sure how to answer that 
without making her feel rejected. "I told you 
already, I have a wife, of sorts, at home."

	"I know," Aethis' brows knitted as she frowned. 
"It's just, it doesn't seem right that I sucked all 
those cocks and haven't sucked yours even though 
you're the one I wanted to be with."

	"I'm sorry, I don't think it would be right."

	"It's because you think I'm a worthless...."

	"No. I told you, you aren't worthless. Not in 
my eyes, not to anyone."

	"Prove it to me."

	"How?" Peter didn't like the way this was 
heading.

	"Let me impress you."

	"What do you mean?" Peter asked cautiously.

	"Let me suck your cock and show you how good I 
am at it. I learned a lot, they hit me if I did it 
wrong."

	"No, there are other ways you can impress me."

	"How?" Aethis cried. "It's the only thing I'm 
good at."

	"No it's not," Peter said sternly.

	"How do you know? What other way can you think 
of that you're sure would impress you."

	Peter thought for a minute. A long minute. 
Finally he said ",Don't let what happened control the 
rest of your life, put it behind you and make it 
nothing, don't give it power over you. That would 
impress me."

	"Okay."

	Peter sighed to himself with relief.

	"But first you have to make love to me."

	"What?!" Peter nearly collapsed with shock. 
Everything had seemed to be going right, Aethis was 
finally ready to deal with the problem the incident 
had caused her when boom, the rug was pulled from 
beneath him.

	"I'll do it, but only if you let me make love 
to you. Think of it as the first step in my healing 
process. I choose tenderly to be with the man I love 
instead of being violently forced to suck the dick of 
a complete stranger."

	"Love?!" The world was swallowing Peter's mind, 
he couldn't think.

	"Yes love. I love you. I can't help it. You 
impressed me when you faced the huge dog in the 
woods, but when you saw me at my weakest, being 
forced to suck strangers off you helped me rather 
than take advantage of me. You could have just used 
me like everyone else, made me suck your cock and 
then be done with me, but instead you rescued me. I 
love you Peter."

	"No, you're not thinking clearly. You don't 
know what you're talking about."

	"I don't care. I won't try to heal myself until 
you let me fuck you"

	"But..."

	"Please Peter."

	"I can't, Clara would..."

	"Clara doesn't need to know. I just need to 
know that you don't think of me as worthless cock 
sucker. Share an intimate moment with me."

	"No..."

	"Please Peter."

	"I can't."

	"I-I.." Aethis faltered. While she had been 
trying to give eloquent arguments she was still 
afraid that Peter was only taking pity on her and 
that he still saw her as the girl who had been 
willing to suck his dick in exchange for the removal 
of a chastity belt. She had hoped that she could 
erase that picture from his mind by being a creature 
of loving passion rather than cheap thrills. It 
hadn't worked. "Oh god, I'm sorry. You... I... I'm 
sorry. God, you must think I'm a slut, trying to get 
you to sleep with me. I'm sorry. I didn't mean it 
like that. I... I... I wanted to love you not just 
fuck... I... Please don't think of me like that. I'm 
not like that... I'm not... I'm not, right? I didn't 
want to just fuck. I don't think. I don't know. I..."

	Peter looked at her. She was crying, desperate 
for approval. He wasn't sure how he could prove to 
her that he didn't think of her as some cheap slut. 
The only way that seemed to present itself was 
unthinkable. Not only would it mean betraying Clara 
but it was definitely not the way to help Aethis.

***

	Clara lay on the bed, feeling the cloth of the 
sheets against her fur covered stomach. It had been 
almost a week since Peter had left. A week as a wolf. 
It was the longest period she had stayed a wolf since 
she had met Peter. Now she was trying to remember 
human sensations. She missed being human. She missed 
Peter. She wondered which she missed more.

	The sound of the front door creaking open 
carried itself to the sensitive hearing of Clara's 
lupine ears. Her head raised and she slowly stood. A 
footstep. Clara leapt off the bed onto the hard wood 
floor with a quiet thump. Why was someone in the 
house? Peter shouldn't have been back for another 
week. That damn door had been left open, she had been 
afraid something like this would happen. Without 
hands she had been unable to close the door herself.

	Clara crept beneath the bed, hiding from the 
intruder. The hair on her back stood on end. This all 
felt wrong.

	"Hello?" A voice called. It was a man's. "Is 
anybody home?"

	The man's footsteps continued as he explored 
the house. With each passing moment Clara became 
increasingly nervous. Soon the footsteps came closer 
to the bedroom. Step, step, step.

	"Hello?" The voice was inside the room, right 
above her. 

	Clara held her breath, trying not to move. 
There was a shuffling as the man did something. Clara 
wasn't sure what, the sound wasn't specific enough. 
She could smell him though, it was odd, as though he 
had no scent, but that was impossible. Everything had 
a scent, affected by its own material and the 
environment around it, but this man had none, as 
though he didn't exist and was never around anything.

	The sheets moved before her eyes. The man was 
searching beneath the bed! A hand, not a large hand, 
reached beneath the bed, inches in front of her long 
nose. Still she could not smell anything. The hand 
began groping the air beneath the bed, trying to find 
something, trying to find her! That's why he had come 
here, he wanted her. To take her from the house, away 
from Peter and any hope she had of being human again.

	The hand once again moved in front of her 
muzzle. Taking action Clara bit into the hand with 
her sharp teeth. They stuck. As hard as she tried to 
pry her teeth loose from the hand she could not open 
her mouth. The hand had captured her mouth as if it 
were glue. She tried to pull away but she could not 
match the strength of the man. 

	The hand pulled her from out under the bed. She 
resisted but it was futile. The man looked down at 
her, smiling a devious grin. She tried to back away 
but was held firmly by the entrapping hand. For some 
reason the man didn't seem to mind that his hand was 
being bitten by sharp teeth, as though he had 
anticipated it.

	The man fell to his knee and petted Clara on 
the head. Clara whined from the indignity, unable to 
express herself any other way.

	"Hello girl," said the man. "You're a fine 
looking beast. My name's Marlos. I'm going to take 
you to my home until your master gets back. Don't 
worry about anything, you won't be hurt. I don't want 
to get your master angry. But I couldn't help but 
notice that he left you all alone while he went away.

	"I don't know why he did that but it isn't a 
very nice thing to do to a pet. So I'll take care of 
you for know. It'll be fun, I've got some dogs of my 
own and a private kennel. And I've got a really big 
castle so you can run around all you want. Doesn't 
that sound fun?"

	Clara wanted to tell him that it sounded 
horrible. That she was really a woman, Peter's wife, 
not his pet. But she couldn't, not in her wolf form. 
She growled around the man's hand. He took no notice.

	"I'm sure you'll get along fine with my dogs. 
They're very friendly."

	Marlos waved his free hand and she passed out.

***

	Peter woke with a start. He had been dreaming 
of Clara. Through the foggy vision of his half woken 
eyes he thought he saw movement, but as it cleared 
there was nothing, simply the darkness of night. 
Peter closed his eyes and allowed himself to again be 
immersed in the memories of Clara's touch.

	As he began to once again regress into sleep 
the touch of human hands fell upon his thighs. 
Peter's eyes stared wide at the ceiling above him as 
his mind raced through possibilities. Suddenly a wet 
enclosure suckled on his cock, a mouth. Peter through 
back the covers and craned his neck to see who it 
was.

	Of course it was Aethis. She manipulated his 
cock with her tongue until he grew hard. His cock, 
rubbing against the moist interior of her mouth, 
quickly became rigid. He tried to pull himself into a 
sitting position but her grip on his thighs was 
strong. He had to do a sit up instead. She looked up 
at him from his lap, a slight grin forming around his 
member. He was stuck, her strength to keep him in 
position was more than his to pull away. She had his 
lower body pinned to the bed, at the mercy of her 
attentive mouth.

	Aethis' mouth played expertly with Peter's 
penis, sucking, licking, nibbling, anything she 
wanted, he couldn't resist. As her enthusiastic 
sucking continued he felt his body begin to tense 
with the imminent oncome of his orgasm. Aethis felt 
the change and halted her ministrations. She let the 
cock slip out of her mouth.

	To Peter is was both a blessing and a curse. A 
blessing because she had stopped her assault on his 
body but a curse because, well because now he was 
horny as all hell and wanted to get off. Aethis 
crawled forward on his body. Although her hold on his 
thighs was gone Peter made no move to resist. She 
stopped when she was eye level with him, their eyes 
expressed silently the lust both had pent up within 
them. Aethis moved her hips, not once taking her eyes 
off of Peter's face, and mounted his hard member, 
letting it slide smoothly into her moist cunt.

	Aethis began to ride Peter's body like a woman 
possessed. Her large tits bounced in synch with her 
bucking body. Peter's cock would momentarily 
disappear into her ravenous cunt and then reappear 
with Aethis' wild surging movements. Peter simply lay 
back as the beautiful Amazon fucked his body, 
enjoying the increasing pleasure that flowed through 
his body with each second his cock thrust into the 
bandit's cunt.

	It continued through the night, the Amazon 
falling and rising earnestly on the Hermit's cock, 
the pair never stopping until Aethis had finally fell 
onto his body from exhaustion, her body covered in 
sweat and a fulfilled smile on her face. Peter felt 
her weight press against his body, wondering if he 
could ever go back to Clara.

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Concluded in part 3.

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Please don't expect part 3 for a month or two. I 
might get it out before then but it isn't ver likely. 
I've got too much stuff to do until December. 

But once I've got free time I'll work on concluding 
the story of Peter and his Wolf. Then I'll get to 
work on those LSH follow-ups I promised a while back. 
Then I'll have completed my obligations for these 
adult stories. I'm not sure if I'll right anything 
beyond that. I've got some ideas but I'm not sure I'm 
up to writing them.

feedback is appreciated. Send comments to...

aaalexi92@yahoo.com 

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